Caliber Collision

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Caliber Collision, a delivery driver once reported hearing an eerie humming sound coming from under the hood of every repaired vehicle. At first, it was dismissed as just another day in auto repair, but soon enough, employees began noticing that the noise seemed to match the rhythm of old-time jazz played on the radio down the street. Finally, one night, after hours of listening to that mysterious tune, a mechanic confessed he recognized it—his next-door neighbor had been practicing his jazz saxophone late into the evening. The humming sounds were actually the echoes bouncing off the garage walls and blending with the engine noises. Since then, whenever someone mentions the ghostly music, everyone at Caliber Collision just smiles and says, ‘Must be our new jazz-loving customer!’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision with a frown on his face and a dented box in hand. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard a strange voice whispering from inside the workshop: ‘You’re never too old for a tune-up.’ The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but saw no one. Shrugging it off as his imagination, he went inside only to hear the same voice again: 'Oil change coming right up!' Turns out, an old mechanic named Joe had just started telling ghost stories to pass the time—until everyone in town started dropping by for their routine maintenance.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision with a frown. As he stepped out of his truck, he swore he smelled something sweet and strange—like freshly baked cookies mixed with gasoline. Inside, an old mechanic named Joe was polishing a hood ornament. He looked up and smiled, saying, ‘Ah, another long day on the road, I see.’ The driver shrugged it off as exhaustion playing tricks, but when they left, they noticed a small plate of chocolate chip cookies sitting on the counter. Joe winked and whispered, “Welcome to Caliber Collision—we fix more than just cars here.”

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Caliber Collision with a frown. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd: the neon sign above the shop seemed to flicker in time with his heartbeat. He rubbed his eyes and looked again—sure enough, the letters were dancing like little fireflies. Smiling sheepishly, he walked inside and asked for an estimate. The mechanic raised an eyebrow but just shrugged and said, 'No charge tonight—it’s our way of saying thanks.'